I am old placid and black. I am not a racist, I just dislike honky's intensely for what they did to my ancestors, the disrespect, degradation and barbarity show to them in days gone by.
I will qualify this by stating that in 1963, Uncle Rasta did not burgle the off licence as the local police claimed. The ten thousand cigarettes found in his spare bedroom with the cases of whisky, vodka and other assorted spirits were planted on him.
The hostel he ran above the jolly fryer chippy, for homeless young ladies was not a brothel, and his explanation of the girls having an abnormal amount of male relatives visiting them, was not a subject of ridicule as they implied.
Cousin Leroy swerved to miss a squirrel in central Manchester and unfortunately crashed through the window of Victoria wines. Immediately the police took the wrong view and could not be convinced the wine found in the boot of his Ford Capri was for communion at the Church of wayward girl scouts and latter day louts.
I resent the implication that my sister is a Madame in a bondage cellar. She was rehearsing a play about slavery in the west Indies, when they burst in making their accusations. The gentlemen were white it is true, and dressed as bikers, but it was a contemporary theme and there is nothing sinister in that.
The whips, shackles and instruments of torture were for atmosphere.
It boils down to the fact that any innocent black brother walking out in the early hours of the morning are automatically guilty. The knives found on them are innocent tribal artifacts.
They do not seem to bother hikers and boy scouts on Snowdon or in the Cumbrian hills as this is white mans turf. Some poor bro found in Brixham or Hands worth with a knife then oh yes, its sinister arrest him.
A Few weeks ago me and a few of the bloods are in Brecon, and there are these geezers walking around in green school type berries, they all have knives, and guns, police reaction........... nothing.
I could write a book. Pure discrimination is what it is. :twisted: :twisted: :cry: 8O